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Pathetic little public slave

Imagine the following:

We meet up at your place and I tell you to strip in front of me. You whimper but obey. I tell you to stand straight, legs spread and hands behind your head. Just so I can walk around you and inspect your body inch by inch. It’s my body after-all. You are mine after-all. My fucking little slut. My personal cum deposit. My willing sex slave. My needy whore. Mine.

After a good 5-10 minutes of inspecting your body and groping you, I grab a pen/marker/sharpie and tell you stay still as I start writing on your body.

On your left tit I write: horny slut.

On your right tit I write: owned whore.

On your stomach and above your pussy I write:

Use me sir.

Cumdump.

Owned sex slave.

Fuckpig/whore.

Property of *insert my name*.

Breeding toy.

Creampie me (with an arrow pointing to your pussy).

Filthy.

Smelly.

Pathetic.

On your pussy I write: Cumdumpsters

On your upper thighs I write:

Needy attention slut.

Masters cocksleeve.

Pathetic.

And wet mess.

On your ass I write:

Use me.

Hit me.

Break me.

Fat ass.

Dump semen/piss here (with an arrow pointing to your asshole).

And then I tell you to get dressed. I tell you to get ready. Because we are going out on a date. We’ll go to the movies, visit a park, get some streetfood and generally have a fun time in public. While under your dress your body is marked like the pathetic owned slut you are. Your panties getting wetter and wetter as our date continues and I casually remind you of your place from time to time. Maybe even putting my hand on your thigh and squeezing it with a cheeky smile.

And then at the end of the day. We get an hotelroom. One with those big open windows, nice big beds and spacey bathtubs. There I tell you to undress for me and get on your fucking knees. There I’ll tell you to press your nose against my crotch and sniff the sweaty and musky scent of my cock and balls. There I ask you. “Who owns you. Who is your master?” Expecting you to obediently repeat a “you sir. You are my master, you are,” Before I slap your tongue with my cock and your face with my hands. Praising you for responding so obediently.

Just imagine how humiliating it is to he forced on your knees. Body marked up like that. And forced to suck me off, forced to sniff my smelly cock and balls. Forced to worship a mans dirtiest body parts as he praises and humiliates you for it. Forced to get addicted to his scent. Your face smelling like his personal cockwipe. Like his filthy little plaything. I might even grab you by your hair and forcefully guide you to wherever the fuck I want. Maybe even in-between my ass cheeks. Forcing your pretty little face between my hairy ass. Holding you in place and barking orders at you.

“Go on pathetic slave/slut. Sniff. Sniff that sweaty asshole. Smell it. Rim it. Kiss it. Make out with it. Worship it like your lover. And be fucking grateful I’m allowing you to do so. Understood?”

Oh how fun it is. For the outside world you are an innocent woman. A sweetheart. And here you are smelling my asshole after a date. Rimming me, worshipping me. Humiliating isn’t it?

And then. Then I would lift you up and drag you to the big open window. Push your face against the glass. Tell you to stay still. Legs spread open. Bend over.

I wonder how wet and drippy your little pussy would get. How badly would the room start to smell of desperate wet pussy? Well? What do you think? How wet is it making you now?

(More to come in part 2.)

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“By Unknown

Rob:

You’ve long had a desire to explore Chastity, and although I’ve indulged you at times over the years, we’ve only played at the edges of your desires.  That, Boy, is about to change.

I’ve carefully thought through how best to make sure you have the opportunity to explore your desires and explore a period of Chastity while keeping in mind that your fantasy may be more than you’d bargain for.

I’ve also considered our schedules, lifestyle and your high need for sexual release and believe I’ve found the perfect solution to meet your desires.   This may not be what you’d choose if it were you making the decision, but the decision will not be yours.

I know you far better than you know yourself, and I understand that an exploration into your desires and fetish won’t work while we remain equal partners, so I’m making you my Chastity Boy.  Understand that Boys don’t have cocks (those are for men); Boys don’t have erections; Boys can’t be trusted to stand and pee (you will sit to urinate); Boys don’t have pubes;  Boys have chores with ramifications and/or punishment if they don’t perform them to my satisfaction; Boys don’t have orgasms.

I have no interest in your being a boy in any other area of our relationship, but until I decide otherwise, you will be a boy when it comes to your dick and exploring your chastity fantasy.

As my Chastity Boy:

You will be shaved from the neck down..   Chest, Ass, Crotch, Arms, Legs, Armpits will be completely smooth. You will shave yourself and present yourself for my inspection.

We will have sex one more time before you’re locked in the cock cage. Enjoy this sexual release, because it’s the last one I’m guaranteeing for awhile.

To ensure that this is a consensual agreement, you will beg and plead with me to lock up your cock as you’re approaching orgasm. You will beg me to take complete control of your cock and orgasms. You will beg me to make you my Chastity Boy.

Immediately upon achieving orgasm, the cock cage will be locked on your cock. I want it locked on while the last of your cum is dribbling out of your dick and before you even clean up.

The instant the lock snaps shut, you give up all control of your penis and orgasms to me. I will decide the next time you touch your penis as well as the next time you have an orgasm.

I demand the following as owner of your penis:

You will learn the benefits of chastity, the enjoyment of orgasm control and the pleasure of handing over all rights to your penis.

You will learn how to gain sexual fulfillment though bringing ME to orgasm and learn how your ass, mouth and other areas of your body can provide enjoyment despite not being able to cum.

You will not speak of your penis or your orgasms. The penis belongs to me, and you simply don’t have orgasms until I choose otherwise. When asked, you will respond with how MY penis is doing while locked in the cage.

You will learn to embrace your interest in chastity without complaint. You will not ask for release, or ask when you will be released.  You will not like what happens if you complain or beg.

Since there are times when wearing the cock cage will cause undue discomfort or not be appropriate, I will allow it to be removed in the following conditions: Doctor Visits, Social Situations, Travelling or other situations as I deem appropriate. Unless otherwise instructed, you will not touch yourself or seek sexual gratification when out of the cage.  On demand, you will put it back on and surrender the keys.

Your period of chastity will not impact my sexual needs. You will ensure that my sexual needs are met in any way that I choose. You will learn how satisfying it is to provide total pleasure to me without regard to your own sexual release.

Get used to this. I know you have a strong desire to be a chastised boy, but lack the initiative to do it on your own.

I WILL control your cock and you WILL become the boy you and I both know you want to be.”

worth it.

Do you ever crave or fantasIze about being pissed on or is it just something you do to please your mistress?

so bare with me here. i don't like being pissed on, i really don't like drinking piss, i don't particularly like being slapped without warning, or having my hair pulled without warning. i don't especially like being fucked with toys that are just a bit too big so it hurts the whole time. i don't really like being caned until i can't sit or stop crying.

but i really, really, really like the idea of the person i'm with not caring that i don't like those things and doing them anyway. i really, really, really like making someone happy at my expense. i like being used.

so yes, i fantasise about it even if i don't like it. because i don't like it.

The goal of cuckold humiliation is to arouse your cuck husband/boyfriend. You’re doing it to enhance his pleasure and yours. You play the part of the hotwife (and/or sex goddess, if you’re feeling particularly confident) and he plays the part of the cuckold. You each find immense pleasure in playing that part and you each enjoy it more if you really dive in (as long as there’s trust between you).

Now, imagine being dressed in beautiful lingerie. Your bull is on his way over (or, if you want it to be more humiliating, he’s already there). You instruct your cuckold to get on his knees. You instruct him to look up at you and beg you to fuck another man. You make him beg to be cuckolded. You make him enumerate the reasons why you should fuck another man while he watches.

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With any luck, arousal will course through his body as he does it. If you want to amp up the pleasure, touch him a little. Caress his face as he begs you to fuck another man. Squat in front of him and stare into his eyes. Move behind him and run your fingers through his hair. You could also fool around with your bull while he does it. Why not get started having a little fun with the man that has already enhanced your marriage so significantly?

If you want, you could have your cuckold beg numerous times throughout the evening. You could have him beg you to strip your bull naked. You could have him beg you to suck another man’s cock. You could have him beg you to guide your bull’s cock into your pussy. You could have him beg you to allow your bull to cum inside you. There are so many ways you could have fun with it.

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A public show for us and them

Imagine meeting up with me in Amsterdam. Visiting the Red Light district together. Checking out some kinky stores. Getting a bite to eat, or something to drink before we wander into one of those “sex show” buildings. You know the deal. We pay for entree and then get to sit in a dark-lit room, with many other strangers sitting around us as well. A couple is having sex on center stage. Some people are jerking off. And a lady is masturbating in sexy lingerie for all to see.

But that’s not what we got here for. Not really. Deep down you know that. And it shows the moment I grab you gently by the back of your head and push you in closer for a sloppy kiss. You whimper and resist. Whisper to me that you were watching the show. I shush you. You see the stern, cold and animalistic look in my face that gives you shivers down your spine. It’s the look that makes you obey. You know it does. You feel my fingers play with the back of your head as you see me slowly unzip my pants and take out my veiny fat cock.

You’ve seen it plenty of times. From tip to base. From veins to foreskin. From balls to slit. You know the taste, scent and texture more than well enough. You’ve worshipped that cock before. And deep down you know that you are about to do it all over again. Here surrounded by strangers.

“Start slow.” Is all I say softly. As I push your head down to my crotch. And aim your lips towards my tip. There is a moment of resistance. Your lips don’t open. Not because you don’t want to. You just want it to be more forceful, more intense. And I know. Oh I know. As I push your head down by force until you have to open up. And before you can really process what’s happening I have your lips fully wrapped around my shaft. And I’m holding you in place with my hand.

“Ahhhh, that feels good. The full thing baby.” I whisper softly as I continue watching the show.

And where there was resistance. Now there is obedience. I feel you obediently bobbing your head up and down my veiny shaft, so my hand switches from putting force to just gently holding onto your head/hair. I allow you to fondle my balls. I allow you to suck my cock softly. I allow you to jerk me off and carefully rub your thumb over my foreskin. Coating your hand in the precum that started to ooze out slowly.

This while I for the most part focus on the show. You hear soft groans escape my lips from time to time. You feel my cock grow harder. You taste more pre-cum and you feel my hand wander your body. From your head to your lower-back, ass and pussy. I touch you like you are mine. Because you are.

So here. In this dark place. You are being forced to help me get off. While others jerk off their cocks. I instead use my sex toy: you. I use your lips and coat them in pre-cum. I pull you back by your hair and slap your face with my hard veiny rod. Telling you to stick out your tongue as I slap it with my shaft. Thick globs of pre-cum dribbling on your tongue and landing over your face. You feel me push your nose against my balls, making you sniff my warm and hairy sack. Making you trail your tongue all over my rough skin. Before pushing your nose against the base of my dick and pulling your head up slowly. Making you sniff inch by inch. Cm by cm. As you smell the musky scent of dick, sweat and pre-cum. As you slobber and drool all over my cock. I stop your face slightly above my tip. Tightly gripping onto you so you won’t just dive in to suck my tip. Instead I force you to take a moment and smell my cock directly. Smell the musky and animalistic aroma of my cock. Smell the strong earthy scent of my cock. You feel your pussy twitch because of this act. Knowing that you are licking and sniffing my cock in fucking public. A part of you becomes extremely aware as you see a guy glance over from the corner of your eye. You try to push yourself away, but I slap your hand softly.

“No. Continue.” I instruct.

Where once I had my cock in your mouth, now suddenly you feel three of my fingers push in slowly. You feel me lean in as I play with your tongue. As I use your mouth to coat my fingers in your saliva. Heck where I’m even fucking your mouth with my fingers. “Look at all those people jerking off to the show.. look at these people fucking on stage. It’s getting me so fucking hard. And look at you. My precious little cumdump.” I say before kissing you on your forehead, while slowly taking my fingers out of your mouth. I look you in the eyes for a second, before rubbing my spit covered fingers all over your pretty face. Ruining your look. Before pushing your open mouth down on my cock in one fell slam.

Some of the people around us notice the gagging sound you make as my cock hits the back of your throat/mouth (or whatever you can take). You feel me now take full control as I just grab you by the hair/head and move your head up and down at whatever pace feels comfortable for me. Sometimes that means fast and shallow head movements. Other times deeep and slow movements. Where I push my dick in deep and you struggle to breath.

But realize I’m quite literally using your mouth as a masturbation sleeve. As a fucktoy. As I turn you into a drooly wet mess. As the gagging and slurping sounds fill up the room. And more and more strangers focus their eyes on us, instead of the actual show. Some people even come in close and jerk off while watching. Others touch your ass and back, but only after I gave them an approving nod. But when they try to get further than that I tell them off. You became the center of attention, instead of the horny bystander. As you are slobbering all over my hard cock.

And then. To make humiliating matters worse. I slowly pull you off my cock. Spit/drool in your sloppy open mouth. And then push you down. Further down than my shaft. Further down than my balls. That’s right. I’m pushing you down to rim my arse. Pushing your nose inbetween my hairy asscheeks. Making you pathetically sniff my asshole as you whimper loudly. I grope your ass and smirk in a cocky way.

“Look at you being such a needy little asswipe for Daddy. You love this don’t you. They are all looking at you. All thinking about you. You are such a good whore for me.”

I say. As I guide your face lower and instruct you to kiss and lick my musky and hairy ass. As your tongue moves all over my skin, I moan and groan loudly. My left hand jerking off my drenched cock, the right one guiding you however I want. Moving you up and down my asscheek, but also keeping you still around my asshole. Demanding you to carefully and slowly rim that sensitive edge. Treating you like my public little rimmslut. While constantly groaning and moaning in your ear.

Until. At one point. I lift you up again. Make you look at me. Dazed. Lightheaded. Face reeking of cock and ass. I smirk. “You look like a nasty little angel. Lift your top up now. Show me your tits.” You do so. Completely focused on me and my words. And ignoring the fact that many strangers have crowded around us. Then. I jerk off my cock against your chest and groan loudly, before wave after wave of hot cum pumps and pulsate out of my shaft. Covering your tits. Marking you in my cum. In my smell.

You pant and groan. Looking in amazement at the massive load of cum. Proud of what you managed to do for me. And as you stare at your own cummy chest, I kiss you on your forehead.

“You did well my little slut. Fuck. That felt great. You can pull your top down. It’s time to go home.”

You smile. It’s now that you hear the clapping around us. Many strangers stare at you in amazement. But it matters not as I safely hold your hand and drag you out of the place. You blush and you feel a rush of emotions come to you. The cold wind snapping you awake, and the sticky warmth on your tits reminding you of what happened.

I smile as I guide you safely away from there.

“You look good angel. But you do smell like cum, cock and ass. I wonder why?” I say teasingly. Before we leave the district together.